Sometimes, a little FOMO can be a blessing in disguise. Yesterday, we squeezed every drop out of our time here, worried we’d miss something essential. Our instincts were right: Day 4 woke us up with thunder, sheets of rain, and the kind of gray sky that makes you grateful for your hotel bed. While some …
If Hanoi wakes you up with its horns and energy, Ninh Binh is like a gentle nudge to slow down and breathe. Our day started criminally early—pick-up at 6:30 AM, though we were down in the lobby at 5:45, caffeine levels dangerously low and anticipation high. The van, punctual to the minute, scooped us up …
After a deep, much-needed sleep, our second day in Hanoi started even earlier than the first—we woke up at 5 am, and Andi’s first words were, “I’m hungry!” Typical. Luckily, Hanoi never really sleeps, and neither do its food stalls. We wandered into the early morning stillness and found a tiny spot serving up a …
Our journey to Hanoi was a true test of endurance. We arrived at 12:45 a.m., and after a long flight, we finally reached our hotel in the bustling Old Quarter around 2 a.m. The exhaustion was real — three hours of sleep was all we could muster before our bodies and minds woke up, fueled …